Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 10, 2015 17:33:21 GMT -8
"Silas! He went on a mission for Princess Camilla but that was a long time ago. I think he might be somewhere in Isra now." She shrugged. "If I see him I'll tell him he owes you 300 gold."
Just before she left, she added one more thing. "You know, it's good to see you're back in business. A lot of bad things are happening right now. We're going to need your skills."
<Exits>
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 15, 2015 11:59:55 GMT -8
<Returns on the third day>
"Imud? Hey, are you still alive?!"
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Imud Habrua
Established
Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: A frail looking, wiry man. His skin is tan and wrinkled. An accent shows him to from a foreign land. What hair he once had has mostly retreated and what is left has lost any semblance of the dark black color it once held. The whitened hair and slim appearance make him seem almost frail. Give Imud a worthy project though, and he seems to revitalize in his eagerness to work the forges.
Clothes and Equipment: mud wears the most humble of garments, little more than sacks, and the heavy gloves necessary to do his work. He also wears a bland pair of spectacles, necessary for both the protection they provide, as well as an aide to keep up the with the finer details of his work in his advancing age.
Registered: May 3, 2015 20:17:12 GMT -8
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Post by Imud Habrua on Dec 16, 2015 14:55:10 GMT -8
Imud yawned as he sat up from his small cot in the corner of the shop. He and Disha had been working day and night to finish the armor. With the blood given by Jun Imud had everything he needed to complete the armor. "Imud lives, yes." Said the blacksmith. "I feel more alive then ever in fact!" The old man did indeed seem more spry and cheerful. Working with rare materials always made Imud feel younger. Still though, the work had tired him out. "Imud has created a true master piece this time." Imud rubbed his hands together as he led Jun to a shrouded armor stand. "The sinew was used to make the strongest of cloth serving as a fine lightweight under armor." The smith began explaining even before revealing the set. "The scales were melted down made into alloy of my own creation." Imud touched the side of his noes. "The red color of the scales was lost in the process, unfortunately." Imud was saddened by this of course, but natural beauty was often sacrificed in lieu of strength in his craft. "Imud guarantees this is the strongest armor in the Overworld. The sinew cannot be pierced by the average sword or spear thrust and will even take a crossbow bolt. The scale metal, Imud has no time to think of fancy names, could protect you from even a dragon bite. It is, of course, slightly resistant to magic." Imud paused and took a small box off a shelf. "There is one more item." Imud lifted the lid. A golden helm sat in the box. It glistened and shone giving off a light of it's own. A turquoise jewel was mounted in the center. "The holy scale was fashioned into this helm. The properties of the holy scale are channeled into an enchantment. The wearer of this helm is shielded from magical attacks and gains enhanced regeneration." Imud tapped the gem. "The gem must be filled with your mana for the helm to work. This jewel is a fine one, but you could replace it with a stronger one. The helm will only protect you against the amount of mana you have stored in the jewel. Wear it with it's current gem fully charged and cuts to the bone will heal in a day. Don't expect it to regrow a limb however." The master craftsman shook his finger sternly. Imud had explained everything there was. He yawned and looked back at his bed. "Let an old man sleep now." Imud said. "Come back to me after you have slain some more dragons. I will pay very handsomely for they carcasses of course."
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Jun of the Celadine
Widely Known
Roleplay posts: 1,410
Age: 28
Physical Description: Jun is a human adult, standing 5’4”. She is wiry and fit at approximately 120 lbs. She has olive skin, dark brown hair ending just above her shoulders, and slight epicanthic folds over her dark almond eyes. Her face is squarish with a small chin. Her skin is dotted with battle scars, and her left arm is heavily bandaged due to an unknown affliction.
Clothes and Equipment: Jun possesses a vast collection of seeds, herbs, insects, and scrolls hidden in various pouches in her armor. These serve as reagents for her multitude of spells. Her armor consists of a customized, long-coat style gambeson that is stuffed with a matrix of seeds and plant fibers. Fitted on top is a set of brass-like, enchanted half armor (chest piece, pauldrons, and tassets) which gives off a warm aura. She has an open-faced, burgonet style helmet and coif of the same materials.
Her most notable "weapons" are Blackbean and Resonance. Blackbean is an elephant-sized demon crow which has served with Jun for many years as a mount and as a bodyguard. A minor enchantment allows him to disguise himself as a regular crow. Resonance is an azure blue longsword with a mind of his own. He can intercept minor attacks and can teleport to his owner. He can also use a personal reserve of magic to aid in the casting of a single spell.
Allegiances: Isra
Player's online availability : Frequently
Registered: Mar 27, 2015 22:57:52 GMT -8
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Post by Jun of the Celadine on Dec 16, 2015 18:47:59 GMT -8
"Thank you so much. This is wonderful work. I'm going to call this... Merrimill Sunset Armor, in honor of the town that was destroyed."
Jun removed her old leather armor and wore the new armor over her clothing. It fit perfectly, although it was a bit tricky getting her gauntlets to work with it. She looked in a mirror. "I look too short to be this badass."
She could also feel how powerful the helmet was, although it didn't really match her armor. And her rig was now a bright silvery color. She grinned upon thinking she looked a little mismatched. But as of now she was more powerful than she had ever been.
"I won't forgot this Imud. Get some sleep."
She left the shop.
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